When you first met me I was only three months old. You had just returned to the States from Africa and I'm pretty sure it was love at first sight.
You got to experience many of my firsts and we had so much fun going the flea market, walking the beach, and nannying Little F and Little R. You loved sitting outside on the porch with me, it was the only thing that would calm me down when I got fussy in the afternoon.
I'm sorry I was lame and totally slept through your departure, but that's only because I knew I'd be seeing you again soon. Thanks for the sweet goodbye kiss though!
We LOVE you!